Daydream_weaver's Refuge

[Daydream_weaver]

*Watching her approach I tilt my head backward, my silvery hair sliding over my shoulders. My eyes take in the items in her hands with an excited gleam...sandpaper and silk...I remember well. I try very hard not to squirm*

I do not think a safeword will be needed, Miss Luna...but it's advisable to have it never the less. If you like we could use the same one as before...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I bend down to capture her mouth with my own, murmuring my agreement to her idea against her mouth. Evntually, I break away, my breath harsh in the silence that surrounds us. I hold up the rope.

I will bind your arms, love.

I move to do so, striding behind her. My nails trail along her skin, leaving faint red marks behind. I kneel and begin to wrap her wrists with the rope, not too tight, nor loose...just enough for her to be unable to move, comfortably.

You may moan if it pleases you, pretty. No words though and I want your eyes open all the time. Watch me. Nod if this is agreeable.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*I nod my head in understanding, my chest rising and falling with my quick breathing. The light scoring of her nails feeds the need I have for her.

As she secures the rope around my wrists I feel something deep within begin to uncoil while at the same time other, lower things begin to slowly tighten. My eyes seek her out, full of everything she causes me to feel*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I don't bother to explain anything else. She knows what we both need and so her open body, splayed thighs, gives consent. I kneel between her spread thighs and take a moment to taste, my tongue darting out to tease her cleft. Her scent is richer and I know she has needed this like I have...this silent, needy, greedy thing that writhes between us...pulling us into orbit around each other...

mmmm that is good.

My finger clicks the tiny button and a small but powerful sounding vibration begins, instantly.

Guess where this goes?

Brown eyes sparkling, I apply the tiny vibe, just above her clit, riding the hood that hides the small morsel of flesh away from greedy eyes...

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*As she bends her head forward watching her only intensifies my anticipation, my every sense heightened by each move she makes. My breath catches and releases slowly as her tongues teases and tastes. This is what has been missing...this feeling of being hers.

My eyes gaze down at her, hot and hungry, devouring the sight of her. I hear the click, hear the hum but it doesn't register. Her words sink in just as the strong vibrations hit me and my body jerks in reaction. My teeth bite down on my lip, a low sound humming in my throat. I want to press my hips forward, to move against the small thing in her hand, but my position makes it awkward. I press back against the chair, my feet braced on the wooden deck*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

My eyes lock with hers and I smile, dipping my empty hand into the cup next to me.

Guess where this is going, pretty one. Raise up just a bit.....

She struggles to give me an inch of clearance and I grin, slipping the ice cube into her heat, her wetness.

Clench up, baby girl, don't let it fall out.

I reapply the little silver vibe, running it over wet flesh, up and down...

zzzzzzzzzzzz

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Eyes widen as the ice slides in easily, so cold that it burns. A soft hissing breath and I tighten muscles slightly shocked by the sudden contrast of sensation. I try to smile down at her but the vibrations remind me just how serious my situation is.

I moan softly, my wrists twisting against the ropes holding them. My thighs quiver, instinctively trying to close but I force myself to open them farther...open for her. My eyes, bright and filled with a joyful wildness, stay on her face*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Her body is covered in goose pimples, her nipples hard and throbbing. Dragging the little vibe downward, I lean in to catch the little nubbin of flesh that winks at me from beneath it's covering of skin. My tongue teases, slipping upward. I can hear her; small whimpers, moans and gasping breaths. I stop, easing backward to look at her, the small vibe, held steady, just below her clitoris.

You may speak now, baby girl. How do you feel?

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Straining against the ropes to lean toward her a soft broken sound passes my lips. Frustration, want, need, lust all swirl together making me writhe in the chair. My wrists twist, my nails digging into my palms as I try to move my hips. A voice barely my own hisses between my clenched teeth*

I burn, my Luna...I ache...

*my back arches away from the chair, breasts pushed forward, my head tilting back exposing the long line of my throat. My breath comes in short, sobbing gasps but my eyes stay with her through it all, focused on her. I could give in to my release, but I want to be good for her, to make her proud*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I burn, my Luna...I ache...

My voice drops to a low growl as I lean forward, dragging the small vibe up into position, buzzing merrily next to her most sensitive part. My other hand scoops a melting ice cube and pushes it inside of her wetness, my fingers curling upward to rub along the inner walls of my Weaver's womanhood.

Do you, sweetness? Seriously?

I lean in closer, my teeth dragging along her nipple before nibbling up over her neck. My voice is a whisper now...a soft hissing seductive sound....

Are you aching just for me, right here, right now?

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*The searing cold of the ice does nothing to cool my wanting, it only adds to my fervor. My body tenses and hear myself whimpering, feeling her fingers inside me, wanting to take them deeper; feeling her teeth, wanting to feel them harder. I need this...need her badly.

I lean my head toward her, trying to press my cheek to her as she moves along my neck, striving for any extra contact with her. I can feel my lips forming a word over and over and clench my teeth tightly, knowing that if I don't I will soon be begging*

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Standing in the center of my small cabin refuge I close my eyes. The gathering shadows dance around me as I raise my arms, palms meeting above my head in a sharp clap. A breeze begins to circle the room from nowhere in particular lifting my hair to whip around my face.

I bring my joined hands down toward my face and as I turn in a slow circle I breathe out between them. A faint glimmer spreads from my hands, drifting out through the cabin leaving behind the scent of earth and growing things, of vanilla and spice and fresh herbs.

Candles spring to life and I open my eyes, a smile gracing my face. Let those who come here, the ones I grow to care for and call friend, find peace and solace.

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[Luna_Wolf72]

A rolled papyrus is fastened to the front door~the writing upon it old fashioned copper plate in faded sepia ink. A twig of white sage is wrapped within~ a blessing, a prayer~

Solace~Luna_Wolf72

I came here for peace, I found you
In this place, a quietness that surrounds
I found you, a presence that heals
In woods that whisper of ever green, ever true
I found you.

I come here for words, I found you
The whisper of solace that soothes my nerves
I found you, the person who sees me
In this refuge of dark boards and lightness
I found you.

And I am blessed by your silence.​

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*My slow steps carry me through the wood as the sun begins to set. The shadows reach for me, welcoming me home. Each moment takes me closer to my cabin refuge and I feel my strength returning. I have been too long away.

Stepping up onto the porch I see the scroll hanging from my door and reach for it with a trembling hand. The words written there pierce my heart, spreading a warm glow through my being. How she touches me, moves me, surprises me.

I place a hand on the door, and let my wards drop completely. Glancing over my shoulder at the darkened wood my eyes are misty with strange emotions and I can't keep back the smile that fills my spirit. I turn and cross the threshold, letting the peace of my refuge enfold me*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Wanders through the woods, coming upon a small pond with the fading hint of Weaver on the ground. She was here, a few days past. Stripping down, I find a spot for my skirt and tank top, before slipping into the cool wetness. It's beautiful here. My eyes drift closed and I relax into the silence, a smile crossing my features as I allow the quiet of this place to invade my senses.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Bird calls...why am I hearing bird calls? I slowly open an eye and glance around. The sun is up, shining down on me and my skin is wrinkled beyond repair. I must have dozed off here. Climbing out of the small pond, I seat myself on a near by rock and allow the sun to dry me, transforming to my four legged form to avoid being spied by passing eyes. Curling up, I place my muzzle on my paws and watch the little glade, enjoying the feeling of heat.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Glancing from the window of my cabin I smile at the brightness of the day. My skin longs for sun and open air.

Gathering my hair in my hands I twist it up and secure it with two sticks of polished bamboo, leaving my long neck exposed. I am in a hurry now, feeling a sense of urgency. I snatch a light blue sarong from my collection and wrap it around my torso, tying the ends above my breasts and letting the fringe dangle down between. The color lends blue to my eyes. Skipping out the back way I smile as the fringe of the sarong tickles my thighs with each step.

My bare feet follow the familiar path with no conscious thought. My body knows where it needs to go. I slip from the edge of the trees into the small clearing by the pond and inhale deeply letting the energy of my chosen world fill me. Sun and air and water and earth...and something more...someone dear...*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Raising my head, the scent of my Muse fills me. I shift slightly and then allow myself to move, stretching my body like a cat before gliding soundlessly to her side.
My eyes are amber, my body still four footed and small, but I know that she knows me. I nudge her hip and gaze up at her. MY voice is soundless but she hears it...she is my muse after all.

Hello sweetness, how are you?

I change, yet again, forcing my body back into it's two footed shape...all 5 feet nothing and curves...

Hug me, please?

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*I smile as she comes to greet me, just the site of her making me happy. I reach for her, my fingertips trailing lovingly over her soft coat*

I am so glad to see you, my Luna....

*beneath my hand I feel the change and suddenly she stands before me, and my eyes take her in like I have been starving for the site of her. My arms begin to slip around her even before I hear her request. I can't help myself, I need to hug her, to hold her and just feel her close to me. My cheek presses to hers, my body curving to fit along hers and I breathe deeply taking in her scent*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Wandering back to my pile of clothing, I search for a moment, finding a small photo and bringing it back to my muse.

Here my pretty one, this is for you...

I place it in her hand, my amber eyes darkening slowly back to light brown...

so that you can remember me when I am not here.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*I watch her intently as she walks away, the way the sun plays over her skin, the way her body moves. My small sharp teeth worry at my bottom lip and I have difficulty tearing my eyes away from her to look at the picture she hands me.

My breath catches in my throat. The expression on her face in the photo makes me tremble. I lift my gaze to look into her eyes and smile, my voice slightly shaky as I thank her*


I know exactly where this needs to be placed...

 

[Daydream_weaver]

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*walking from the alcove, dark blue sarong tied around my waist, I pass through the doors onto the back decking. The pale light from the waning moon shines down, catching in my silvery hair where it covers my breasts.

Leaning against the railing I gaze out over the meadow, a small smile playing on my lips. I feel good this night...happier...hopefull.

I turn my face up to the moon and whisper my thanks*

 

[Daydream_weaver]

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*Placing a single candle in the window of my refuge I pad over to the cold fireplace and sink to the carpet. My arms wrap around my knees drawing them up to my chest and I rest my chin there...a lone tear rolling down my cheek as I stare into the darkness*

 

[Dracona]

Flying low over the tops of the trees a large shape banks and circles a small cabin. Sensitive nostrils catch the scent of woman...a woman that has caught the attention of the creature. She has watched her from the shadows, invisible to all. She has followed her path many nights. Learned what she can of the woman. For a second she thinks to land, to change, to make herself known...then she catches the bitter tang of tears and knows now is not the time. As much as she would love to comfort the woman below, she is unknown to her and would not presume. With a powerful downbeat of large crimson wings the dragon rises into the clouds...she will return another night.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

drifts in...tossed a dozen lillies one by one all about...and slips away